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“And you are?” he continues talking even though I’ to hi you are”

I bite the bullet and open my eyes I turn to look at him

Holy hell

I thought this lasses

His wareous he is

“What’s your naaze travels over th brown hair

I turn ain I was the odd woman out when as After a quick ga next to each other in the third row

I was stuck with this aisle seat in the first row next to this stranger

I can’t decide if that’s a bad thing or a very good thing

“We’ll revisit the name issue” He slides his hand to the armrest until it’s just mere inches from mine “I need a vodka”

“It’s ten in the ,” I point out

I catch a side gli up the sleeve of his suit jacket to look at a silver watch “In New York It’s three in the afternoon in London so cheers”